Ashley's POV
We made our way down to the beach and I laid the blanket down. Spencer sat down and patted the spot right in front of her. I positioned myself between her legs and leaned back onto her as her arms came around and embraced me. I think she knew I was feeling lower than low right now. The thought of her being attacked in the tabloids was one thing, but I'm pretty sure it was worse than what she had been telling me.
"You know, this is probably my favorite spot in the house" she said with her head nuzzled in my neck.
"We're not even in the house, Spence" I attempted to joke.
"You know what I mean." She paused for a minute before continuing, "When you're not here I like to come down here every night and just take it all in. It makes me feel closer to you."
I tilted my head back to meet her eyes and was meted by her soft lips.
"My favorite place is wherever you are" I whispered on her lips before I kissed her again.
She pulled away and just tightened her embrace on me.
We sat there in silence for a good ten minutes just watching and listening to the waves come in. Finally I decided to break the silence.
"So are we going to talk about it?"
She let out a little sigh, "Ash, do we really have to? I mean, I don't need you to worry about something else when you're out on the road."
I sat up and turned around so I was on my knees facing her.
"Spencer, I need to know what they're doing to you. You are more important to me than anything. And so help me if they've done anything to hurt you. Please Spence, just tell me." She had to see the desperation in my eyes and hear it in my voice. It was hard enough that I had to be away from her again, but I know I couldn't leave not knowing what she's going through.
"It's not as bad as it sounds…" she took both of my hands in hers, "I mean there's the name calling and the ridiculous questions they ask and yeah it gets old. But it's not the paparazzi that are bad, it's your fans."
I don't think words could describe the shock on my face.
"What? My fans…what do you mean?" What did my fans have to do with how the paparazzi have been treating her?
She giggled a little bit, "You're fans are very loyal to you." I was starting to catch on to what she meant.
"How loyal?" I asked not finding the situation funny.
"The worst thing they've done is throw their drinks on us" she says slowly.
"Us? Who else?" and then it hit me, "They've done stuff to Lauren haven't they?"
"Yeah, in fact she gets it the worst. They get mad at me for cheating on you, but they hate her for being the person to cause you the pain."
I move back and stand up and start to pace. Spreading rumors is one thing but actually physically doing something to Spencer is another. I can't believe I was so rude to Lauren, the fact that she's still friends with Spencer after being put through that is amazing.
"Ash?" Spencer calls out my name as I start to walk away.
"Ash" she repeats as she hops up and starts coming after me.
The furry is just building up in me…
"This is not ok, Spencer" I yell as I whip around to face her. "You being treated like this…I'm not ok with this."
She stepped back a little and furrowed her brow, "Well I'm not exactly jumping for joy either, Ash, but it comes with you being famous" she spits out and quickly follows with, "and I'm ok with it, because I love you and I see how happy it makes you."
"Yeah, but if you're not happy then what's the point?" I say and kick a good amount of sand towards the ocean.
She walks towards me and placed her hands on my arms, "But I am happy".
I place my hands on her hips and pull her closer, our forehead resting on each other.
"Spence" I whisper.
"I am, Ash. I'm happy. I am engaged to one the most beautiful, talented and secretly romantic woman I've ever met and she's a rock star." Her lips curve up on that last part.
"She's sounds amazing" I start to smile too.
"She would kill me if she knew I was with you right now."
"I think I could take her" I say as lean in with a smirk and touch my lips to hers.
"I don't know" Spencer said against my lips, "she's pretty amazing."
I didn't know it was possible for me to fall more in love with Spencer, but it seems like I always find a way to fall deeper. We stayed right in that spot under the moonlight kissing for awhile. It was perfect, the smell of the ocean breeze, the sound of the waves rolling in and the woman I love in my arms. I could not wait for this tour to end so we could do this more often. I would do this forever.